The dreamless sleep you attained wrapped comfortably in your support gear that's was now doubling as you blanket, was the best you had slept in a while. Still, you were a light sleeper. You woke up right after hero training, before lunch.
Instead of feeling refreshed after your nap, you just felt more groggy. You tried to stealthy slip up to the roof to wait out the lunch period. However that girl locked her arm around your shoulder, depleting your chances to quietly escape. Apparently she woke up.
"Good job!" She excitedly said with a smile.
"Thanks." You deadpanned, not wanting to be roped into more conversation.
"You know, I haven't seen you eating lunch."
Reluctantly you told her, "I go to the roof."
Her eyes lit up and she offered to sit with you on the roof. You denied multiple times, but she still insisted to come with you. You sat yourself on the edge of the roof, legs dangerously dangling off.
"Umm, are you sure that's safe?"
It wasn't safe. It was extremely dangerous, actually. But at this point you really didn't care, all you wanted was a cool breeze on your face. At times like these you wished you had a flying quirk. But all you did was give a lazy shrug.
She reluctantly sat herself at the edge, albeit a bit farther away than you but it was still on the edge.
"You're performance this morning was really impressive, whats your quirk?" She asked brightly. You could tell she had no malicious intent.
You simply stated "I can mess with minds," not wanting to go into any more detail. You've found that the less information you shared, the better.
"Thats really cool! My quirk gives me the ability to create any non-living object from my skin from my fat cells. But to create something, I needs to understand the molecular structure of what the object is made of so it's not always the easiest." She chuckled lightly. God, she was so fucking nice. It made your skin crawl.
The side effects of overusing your quirk were starting to manifest. You could create another concoction of chemicals in your brain to put them aside for longer, but that would only make it worse when they did eventually hit.
It's fine you thought. Right now you just had to focus on getting through the day. You could worry about the rest later.
The rest of the day blurred by. The pain in your head started to beat against the edges of your skull, like an animal you had kept so carefully caged for so long.
As class ended you rushed out of UA, hurrying to just get off school grounds. You know it isn't a good habit and you have tried to quit, but when things get really bad, you give in to temptation. You pull into the first alley you can find and pull out a cigarette and lighter, feeling the sweet sense of relief as the smoke fills your lungs.
Suddenly a figure appears in the dark. "Smokings a nasty habit, kid."
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Stormy Mind
FanfictionThe brain. Most people don't appreciate brains, they don't understand how beautifully complex they are. However, Y/n L/n did, and she wished she didn't. Synopsis: Y/n L/n was a happy, healthy little girl who lived a happy, healthy life. She had a l...
